Your name was Blake Winston, and you've known the manager for more than a year since she started taking her aunt's place at the Magic Shop, and found she was looking for new employees. You were also trying to take care of your 13 year old pony loving sister Julie, so in order to do that, you needed a job.
Summer noticed you, as you walk through the front door, while acting like you were pissed off about something. "Hey Blake," Summer says. "Jeez, you have more blue on you, than a blueberry could ever be. What brings you to my aunt's store today?" "I'm looking for a job," Blake explains. "My parents won't pay for the art college I plan on getting into, so I have to get the money myself." "Well I'll be happy to offer you a job, but I just need to get something for you, before you can work for me," Summer says.